However, she didn't dwell on it for long and pushed open the door to head downstairs. Although she had the ability to keep herself clean, preventing any dust or dirt from clinging to her, taking a bath was still enjoyable and relaxing.
With Kaguya's sharp eyesight, she easily found the location of the bathroom. Pushing open the door and entering, she was greeted by a luxurious bath. The bath was about ten meters long and wide, spacious enough for five or six people to bathe together comfortably. Rose petals were scattered across the water, emitting a refreshing fragrance. The surrounding area was paved with marble, intricately carved with beautiful patterns, and adorned with various decorations and bath products. In the distance was a wardrobe, seemingly for changing clothes.
Kaguya walked over, opened the wardrobe, and found an assortment of clothes, towels, and other items. In no time, Kaguya had stripped herself bare and reached for a towel.
As she was about to wrap the towel around herself, she suddenly stopped and turned around to face a tall mirror, reflecting her entire form.
Her hair, as misty as a waterfall, fell in two strands on either side. Her eyebrows were like distant autumn hills, her eyes like serene lakes, her eyelashes gently quivering. Her delicate nose was upturned, her lips cherry red. Her neck was snowy white and smooth, and her body had graceful curves.
But the loli in the mirror, with her picturesque features, frowned, as if shrouded in a cloud of worry.
Indeed, Kaguya was a bit troubled because she noticed she was becoming increasingly beautiful. Of course, that wasn't the main issue. The main concern was the faint crimson glow in her eyes. She knew what this meant: the red glow was a blend of mental energy and chakra, even bordering on genjutsu.
She had encountered this situation before—when her reincarnation eye was about to awaken, it also unconsciously released this illusion.
At that moment, she recalled Qiao Xiaoqing's peculiar behavior earlier. Could this also be related?
Her illusions used to affect only males, but now they included females too. Kaguya felt somewhat powerless, wondering why her eyes had this issue when others didn't.
She dismissed these troubling thoughts, moved gracefully towards the bath, and submerged herself in the water. The water temperature was just right, neither too cold nor too hot, close to body temperature, making it very comfortable.
Perhaps it was the relaxation or the pleasant bath, but Kaguya's clear eyes gradually became hazy, her cheeks flushed, and finally, her head tilted as she drifted off to sleep.
In a daze, she felt someone gently pushing her and pinching her cheek.
Kaguya abruptly awoke from her slumber and stood up in the water.
She had been too careless. Her heart raced, and a flicker of red flashed in her eyes. She had fallen asleep without any defenses, leaving herself vulnerable to attack.
With a splash, water droplets scattered.
"What are you doing?"
At that moment, a clear, pleasant voice reached her. Kaguya looked and saw Qiao Xiaoqing. She was floating on her back in the water, her head exposed, her hair wet and spread out.
Kaguya's sudden movement had accidentally knocked Qiao Xiaoqing into the water. Surprisingly, Kaguya, known for her high alertness, was completely defenseless in front of her. Could it be because Qiao Xiaoqing harbored no ill intentions?
"Uh, sorry," Kaguya said apologetically.
"It's okay. You've been through a lot, so being alert is good." Qiao Xiaoqing reached out and touched Kaguya's hair, her expression tender. In her eyes, Kaguya might just be a frightened little girl who had experienced something bad.
Realizing there was no danger, Kaguya's drowsiness returned. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and sighed. She didn't realize how utterly adorable she looked at that moment, as evidenced by the stars in Qiao Xiaoqing's eyes.
"But as punishment, you have to scrub my back," Qiao Xiaoqing said with a playful smile, standing and turning around, her face showing blissful anticipation.
It seemed Kaguya's charm transcended gender, though she was likely unaware of it.
Kaguya froze.
It wasn't that she was transfixed by a woman's body, but she had always regarded Qiao Xiaoqing as a younger sister, never having romantic thoughts. The situation caught her off guard.
Not hearing any response, Qiao Xiaoqing turned around curiously, only to see Kaguya averting her face, cheeks flushed.
"What, are you shy?" Qiao Xiaoqing chuckled.
"You can do it yourself," Kaguya replied dryly.
"How can I do it myself?" Qiao Xiaoqing protested.
"Use a towel," Kaguya said, her face red. "Didn't you do it yourself when you were little? I mean, you can use a towel, right?"
"Oh," Qiao Xiaoqing looked at Kaguya in confusion. Kaguya had mumbled, so she hadn't caught it all but didn't dwell on it. "A towel doesn't clean as well. Come on."
In the end, Kaguya scrubbed her back. But then Qiao Xiaoqing insisted on reciprocating, claiming it was only fair. In the end, she got her way and took advantage of Kaguya a bit.
Kaguya let out a long sigh. It was torture, feeling like time was dragging. She felt like a beast. Meanwhile, Qiao Xiaoqing seemed oblivious to her exposure.
Kaguya changed out of her towel and into the specially prepared nightwear. The silk pajamas felt soft and smooth, very comfortable.
Surprisingly, despite the villa's size, it didn't seem to have many occupants. The total of cleaners, the butler, and the chef didn't even add up to ten people.